I feel so fancy...

Right before I left for Vegas, Steven's parents took all of us out to celebrate my birthday. We had a yummy dinner (although we spent a good portion of it being appalled by the clothing choices of the teenage girls headed to their homecoming dance), and went back to their house, where I wasn't expecting anything, other than a book I'd asked Steven for. He specifically told me that they were going to give me my present when they got home, and I thought that the shoes and purse I'd bought earlier in the month were my birthday presents from Steven. I was shocked when I was handed a big gift back that clearly weighed far too much to be a single paperback.

I opened it, and was shocked to find my very own Amazon Kindle. If you haven't used one before, holy cow, this is the coolest thing ever! I just finished my first book (yay for airplane reading) and just sent a new one to the Kindle from the Amazon store. For all of my fellow book lovers out there... this thing is worth every penny!

There is one downfall (although I will admit that it bothers Laura more than me) is that I can't share books with my sister anymore!

Off to Vegas

I leave for Las Vegas at 9:30 tomorrow morning, and I'll be gone for two whole weeks! I probably won't be able to update while I'm there, but I'm sure I'll have lots when I return. Hopefully the show will go great, and I'll be able to have some fun too!

Steven's moving some vacation around, so he'll be able to spend almost a week there with me. I'm sure that'll make it much easier.

Everyone have a great couple of weeks!

Go Cowboys!

I grew up in Texas. This means that football is not completely foreign to me. I (vaguely) remember the Cowboy's glory days in my childhood. I loved high school football, and followed Baylor football (sad as it may have been) throughout my college days.

One thing that was never prominent in my life was the Sunday afternoon obsession with professional football. Up until a year and a half or so ago, I really didn't know (or care) who was NFC vs AFC, and I usually had to look up who was going to the Super Bowl the week before so I didn't sound utterly clueless.

What can I say? Until I was 15, there was only one man in my house (seriously... even the cat was a girl), and my Dad was never a huge football fan. When we watched sports, it was typically the Olympics or occasionally baseball when my Aunt was around. Football was reserved for Friday Nights and Super Bowl parties with the youth group.

I am currently experiencing my second football season married to a die hard fan, who is from a die hard fan family. I have to say, it is an experience! I may not be the biggest football fan, but I am, slowly but surely learning to roll with it. And hey, the occasions where you can yell at the TV without looking like a complete idiot are few and far between. So, like it or not, I'm becoming a football... wait, scratch that ... Cowboys fan.

But I WILL NOT be caught dead in a pink Tony Romo jersey. I can promise you that!